(Chris Farren/Gary Burr)



I wrote it down when I was only

A young boy of seventeen, a long list of what true love means

Now I'm here on the wrong side of lonely

'Cause I never really knew what really matters to me



She don't have to be rich

She don't have to be wild

She don't have to be seen in the latest style

I don't care if she's tough, of just a little bit shy

Either one will be fine

She just has to be mine



How could I been so foolish?

Right there in black and white, my future Mrs. Right

Hey, I barely scratched the surface

But that's not what I'm looking for anymore



She don't have to be rich

She don't have to be wild

She don't have to be seen in the latest style

I don't care if she's tough, of just a little bit shy

Either one will be fine

She just has to be mine



It took a while to see

All that she has to be

Someone who faithfully

Just stays in love with me



She don't have to be rich

She don't have to be wild

She don't have to be seen in the latest style

I don't care if she's tough, of just a little bit shy

Either one will be fine

She just has to be mine



She don't have to be rich

She don't have to be wild

She don't have to be strong, she just has to be mine

She don't have to be hip, or drink the finest wine

She don't have to be tough, she just has to be mine